so, this happened last night...

 i was on the phone with the muse and i was by the back door of the house. i could hear the squirrels going nuts. i went outside to see if i could see what the fuck they were doing, since it sounded like they were on the roof. i got over to the side of the house and could really hear them. i looked up and there is a fucking hole in the siding underneath one of the roof lines. fuck me. it sounded like there was a fucking family up there, again. i told mom about it last night. i'm hoping i can get her out there so she can see it for herself. i can't tell if the hole came from storm damage or the squirrels just ripped the fucking hole themselves to get back inside. so yeah, not good.

Smackdown and NXT Level Up were both really good last night.

AEW Rampage was ok last night.

Big Brother last night was the look back episode. the bloopers were pretty funny.

Real Time with Bill Maher was good last night. i hate when he has the right wing nut jobs on the show as all they do is try to explain Trump's bullshit and how it would actually be best for the country. ANYONE with a fucking brain and can see that bullshit.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live and Austin City Limits.

Ohio State plays tonight at Oregon. hopefully, Ohio State will win.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Utah.

the USMNT plays tonight against Panama. this will be Pochettino's first game as head coach of the team.

i'm sure i will watch plenty of college football today.

the Dodgers won last night at home against the Padres, 2-0. the Dodgers will play the Mets in the NLCS. 

the Yankees will play the winner of Cleveland vs. Detroit in the ALCS.

i should be on here tomorrow in the morning, before the Saints play Tampa Bay.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday.

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay off the fucking streets.

get the fucking shot.

Entonces esto pasó anoche.

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

flipturn - Rodeo Clown (Live)

Yola - Future Enemies

The Barr Brothers - You Would Have to Lose Your Mind

Rachael Yamagata - Money Fame Thunder (Live)

Disturbed - Down with the Sickness

"I never learned hate at home, or shame. I had to go to school for that." - Dick Gregory

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

at least the weekend looks sunny

i think i royally pissed off the squirrels by moving all the bird feeders. mom laughed with glee when one of them went up to the hot pepper suet and started to nibble. they HATE that shit. that certainly put a smile on my face.

it was actually nice enough this afternoon that i finally got around to putting out the Spring lawn art. if you ever see this place, it's like a house of whimsy and apathy rolled into a cul-de-sac. i'm sure the neighbors hate it. good.

NJPW was amazing last night. the match between Kyle O'Reilly and Kushida was a 30 minute instant classic. awesome, awesome, fucking awesome.

VICE last night was very good. i made mom watch it this morning. i like to think of that as doing my part by educating the elders. i absolutely hate fucking ignorance and will not tolerate anyone around me not having the basic understanding of the important shit, like all the shit they won't tell you on the evening news.

unfortunately, i did watch the USA get embarrassed by Guatemala last night, 2-0. of course, if you're going to play 6 out of the starting 11 out of position, you should fucking lose.
i believe this picture says it all:

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be ROH.

my sister made it down here this afternoon. i figure since she's here, we'll be having her favorite pizza tonight. mom started cleaning this morning and asked me to vacuum the house. i laughed, figured we had to get the place ready for the princess.

the New York Rangers play at Montreal tonight. hopefully they fucking destroy them.

i will probably watch the Elite 8 tonight as well. i still have 3 of my final 4 teams alive in the tournament.

my back is killing me today. i believe i will be in the massage chair with some ice for the rest of today. good times.

that's all for me kids. i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money.

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

The Allman Brothers Band - Whipping Post
Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)
Lucero - I Woke Up In New Orleans

"Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things." - Robert Frost

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

the squirrels are at it again

so i watched the squirrels destroy the sunflowers today and break a feeder that had suet in it that they don't even like. i guess tomorrow i load the shotgun.

today was one of those days where i felt like i was constantly having some kind of pain. so, as you might imagine, i've been a moody fuck for most of the day.

Monday Night Raw could have been much MUCH better than it was last night. if the geniuses would have had either Cesaro or Kevin Owens facing Seth Rollins in the main event, maybe something like this wouldn't have happened:

i guess Vince will never tire of seeing the same fucking matches over and over again. thank god there was other shit on so i didn't have to watch all of it.

the Chris Farley documentary was funny at times and so fucking sad at times. having lived through that time when he was a gigantic star, it really didn't cover much of what i didn't already know. i feel like i got a good amount of my sense of humor from Chris. mostly the physical and being able to be the butt of the joke. of course, i also have the low self esteem problem that Chris had as well. i have no intention of drinking myself to death anytime soon. though, as i get older, i'm slowly realizing i should have ended all this madness years ago.

Men in Blazers was pretty fucking funny last night. it's good to have the Premier League back.

time for some music kids:

now laugh:

the New York Yankees play in Cleveland tonight. hopefully they start to win again.

the DVR will be busy tonight. WWE Tough Enough, Total Divas, Tyrant, Deadliest Catch and Hard Knocks are all on tonight. looks like it will be another long night.

mom has group tonight, so i'll be home alone for a few hours. just enough time to pick up the trash and put away the dishes. and maybe sneak a look or two at some porn.

i got my gnome with a machine gun today from Amazon.com. i haven't decided where i'm going to put it. maybe i'll put a shelf near the front door so it can be seen every time it opens. good times.

that's all for me kids. it's still hard for me to believe that Robin Williams has been gone for a year now. i could just imagine what he would say about this:

hope everyone still has a pulse. i have a computer to reboot and trash to pick up. hopefully all done before the Yankees give up any runs.

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Paolo Nutini - Iron Sky
Lana Del Rey - High By the Beach
You+Me - No Ordinary Love
Son Little - Your Love Will Blow Me Away When My Heart Aches
Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - This Life

"Either you deal with what reality is, or you can be sure that the reality is going to deal with you." - Alex Haley

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

the highlight of your day

the highlight of my day so far has been watching two squirrels fuck in the backyard. as you might imagine, today has been one of those summer days where i would have done just as well just sleeping all damn day. though, watching the squirrels will probably bring forth some poems in the next few days.

i'm debating on when i should get a haircut. truth is, it should have been a few weeks ago, but apathy was winning at the time. so, now the debate is do i go to my regular barber or do i go to who does my mom's hair. decisions, decisions.

i had very mixed feelings about WWE Battleground last night. i was thrilled that Charlotte won the divas triple threat match. i was beyond fucking pissed when John Cena won another instant classic over Kevin Owens. Kevin has probably brought out the 3 best matches John has had in his career, yet they won't allow the superhero to actually pass the torch to a guy who could out-wrestle him in his sleep. makes no fucking sense at all. i wasn't surprised when i saw the Undertaker come out and ruin the Lesnar vs, Rollins match. how they want me to believe that a 50 year old man is going to whip Brock's ass is somewhat comical. but i guess i know what the main event of SummerSlam is going to be; a match that doesn't involve the Champion. so here's WWE once again pissing away a great wrestler (Seth Rollins) just like they did CM Punk. stupid stupid STUPID. i've watched it so many damn times, i have to keep reminding myself that most of the writers come from Hollywood and still after years of doing it, they have no fucking clue about pro wrestling.

here's a little music break as i climb down from this soapbox:

the Sunday night shows were really great. Big Brother was pretty funny. The Strain was fucking awesome. that's a show that is beyond fucking creepy at times. Ballers was pretty funny. The Brink was a nice way to take a nap. i didn't like this week at all. True Detective was fucking amazing. i'm really interested to see where this goes now. Ray Donovan was great. Masters of Sex was good, but as usual with the show, it could have been better. but, once again, Last Week Tonight had me laughing my ass off:

now, if you have a spare 2 hours or so, please watch some of the filthiest and funniest shit you will ever see:

the New York Yankees won yesterday 2-1. CC pitched better than he had all season and Tex hit a huge home run in the 8th inning. another series won. they start up a series against Baltimore tomorrow night at home.

the only thing i plan on watching tonight is Monday Night Raw. i would love to see a show where they atone for their sins last night, but i know better to think that will happen. Vince is still alive and still thinks he knows what we want to see. as much as i will forever believe what CM Punk said in his classic "pipe bomb" promo, there's no doubt in my mind this company will be better off when HHH is completely in charge. mostly because i know damn well why anyone that comes up from NXT gets buried before too long, and that's all Vince. especially if guys came from the "indies". so fucking stupid.

as some of you clearly thought, i spent most of the day in my room stewing on wrestling. i can't imagine why i'm single and masturbate myself to sleep each night.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Creedence Clearwater Revival - Born On the Bayou (Live)
Jimi Hendrix - Once I Had a Woman
Jack Johnson - Flake (Live)
Cowboy Junkies - Powderfinger
Gov't Mule - Presence of the Lord (Live)

"If you carry joy in your heart, you can heal any moment." - Carlos Santana

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

oh how i miss my afternoon naps

another day, another afternoon adventure. i believe this is my mother's way to slowly work me back into society. i feel like i am more comfortable in public but, fuck i miss my afternoon naps. today we went to Menards to get some shit that mom needed. she didn't find what she was looking for but got something anyway. it is heavy as fuck and guess who gets to put it together. and this is where my hatred for my father is the strongest as he taught me absolutely nothing as a child about tools, putting shit together, etc. so, this is simply an argument waiting to happen. good times.

after that, we went to lunch. i had a sandwich and fries and the absolute weakest lemonade i have ever tasted in my life. it was more water with lemon that anything. at least the sandwich was good.

at the grocery store, it appeared like since they were doing some reconstructing, they were testing the fire alarms. you can imagine with my mother's disease how happy she was at this. while we were walking around, i did catch eyes with this stunning black girl. that was the problem though, she had jail bait written all over her. i felt like giving her my card and telling her to call me in 4 years or so.

once we got home, i had 86 fucking emails to go through. seeing what little money i make is from online surveys, i have to go through each and every fucking email. tedious would be an understatement. at least dinner was excellent tonight.

enjoy a quick music break:

Smackdown last night was excellent. i really enjoyed the match between Cesaro and Kevin Owens.

enjoy the top ten highlights from the show:

The Comedians last night was excellent. next week is the season finale.

here is some funny shit from last night:

the New York Yankees offense came alive last night as they beat the Marlins 9-4. that split the series with them as they start a series with the Tigers tonight. they are currently tied in the 2nd inning. Alex Rodriguez got his 3,000th hit in the first inning tonight by hitting a HR. figures, he did it just like Jeter. hopefully i will be enjoying a victory beer tonight.

i figure i will be flipping between baseball tonight and god knows what else. i'd love to get the ROH ppv tonight but i'm being a cheap ass tonight.

speaking of being a cheap ass, if anyone would like to get ANYTHING from my Amazon.com wishlist for me, you are more than welcome to do so. there are plenty of items on it that are just a few bucks. a sure way to win my love forever. you can find my wishlist on the right hand side of this blog.

i'm sick of the fucking rain. and whenever the damn sun comes out, the whole area turns into a damn sauna. and my frustration is boiling over with the fucking squirrels. i'm at the point where i'm going to start poisoning the little flying rats.

that's all for me today kids. i hope everyone has a great weekend. i'm hoping to get shit done this weekend. hopefully my arthritis allows it. have a drink on me kids.

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Empire of the Sun - Alive
Hayes Carll - Drunken Poet's Dream
Cowboy Junkies - Lost My Driving Wheel (Live)
Morphine - You Look Like Rain
Muddy Waters - Mannish Boy (Live)

"What is freedom of expression? Without the freedom to offend, it ceases to exist." - Salman Rushdie

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

where does the time go

i figured i better do one of these again before the world forgets that this blog actually exists. i still am in the process of moving. most of my shit is over here. mom has procrastinated to the point where our furniture will arrive on March 23rd. we have been able to get some of the furniture over in the SUV, so it somewhat feels like a house. the weather hasn't helped much at all.

as for me personally, my shoulder is getting better. i don't feel the pinch as often these days. my right ankle is brutal right now. arthritis (at least i hope that's what it is) is killing me in that ankle. i go to the doctor in a few weeks for my 3 month checkup. that should be an interesting visit.

i am in the playoffs for fantasy hockey at the moment. of course, my team is dealing with injuries, as usual.

the New York Rangers have been playing amazing hockey without The King. to be first in the entire league is truly fucking amazing at this point.

the Dayton Flyers got totally fucking hosed by the selection committee for the NCAA tournament. they were the last team in even though there were a handful of teams that they are absolutely better than. so to turn around and play in the First Four is fucking ridiculous. to find out that if they didn't make it to the finals of the A10 tourney and they wouldn't have been in the field at all is truly fucking ridiculous. at least i'll get to see them play tomorrow. they play Boise State. if they win, they get to play Providence in Columbus on Friday. that would make 5 games in 7 days for them. all with 7 fucking players.

i did fill out a few brackets. i think i have Kentucky winning it all on most of them.

i did write my first poems since i moved. i think they are pretty good. i will get around to sending them out in a few weeks. between trying to move shit each day and take care of the cats, helping my mom and then battling a true lack of sleep, unless i'm typing at 3 in the morning, i simply have no time for submissions at this moment.

i did find it comforting that a guy down the road was cleaning his motorcycles over the weekend blasting Black Sabbath. at least not everyone on this cul-de-sac is on the verge of death.

i've had to get some new bird feeders to battle the fucking squirrels over here. these flying rats are everywhere.

the hockey games that we had tickets to are over. my sister is toying with the idea of getting some tickets for next season. the kicker though is she will be in Africa for a month. so, i doubt that we'll get tickets next season.

here are the basketball games i'll be watching in person today and tomorrow:
Manhattan vs. Hampton and Ole Miss vs. BYU
North Florida vs. Robert Morris and Boise St. vs. Dayton

seeing that the late games don't start until 9 PM each night, i'll be fucking tired beyond belief these next two days. but, as long as i get to see Dayton stick it to the selection committee and win on Wednesday, i'll be fine.

thank god i do have a DVR now. as you might imagine, i'm recording fucking everything. it's made my life much less stressful.

the series ending episode of The Jinx was fucking awesome. i saved it on the DVR as i'll watch that over and over.

once i get a little more settled and back in the swing of things, i'll take some pictures of the new place and show everyone just how fucking packed my room actually is. once i get everything up on the wall, i'll basically be the sociopath that some actually believe i am.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone is doing well. happy St. Patrick's Day to all my drunk friends out there.

i'll probably get back to doing this everyday once the baseball season starts going.

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

basically, whatever is FREE on iTunes this week or do yourself a favor, and go to NoiseTrade and find some great FREE music.

"If I see one side of somebody, I want to see the other side." - Kurt Russell

please use my new address for any correspondence. i'll still get mail at the po box for a little while, but eventually it's all going to come to the house. so, for all you stalkers out there, here's your lucky day.

J.J. Campbell
51 Urban Ln.
Brookville, Ohio 45309

i did get some sweet ass new business cards. i'll be sending those out soon.